ahhh, the great euro trip has happened: 8 days, 4 cities, 8 planes. we arrived back in sevilla on thursday and needless to say, i'm a little tired. shall i begin?? be prepared, there's a lot.
VENICE
so, kate and i woke up at 4:30 am to catch our 8 am flight out of sevilla. we made one stop in barcelona, and arrived in venice at about noon. we were welcomed by a healthy amount of rain. this wasn't the only obstacle. we had to find a way to get from the bus station on the main island to our hotel on lido, which is another little island of venice. after going to a few information desks, we find that our best option is to buy a boat ticket for 24 hours at a mere 18 euro. (and the expenses begin to pile up...) the public (boat) transportation is kind of a boat version of a metro. a bunch of different lines, but on water. after a mere hour boat ride to lido, we check in, the rain stops, and we begin to explore. because we only had one day there, we just chose to walk around mostly. you couldn't get lost in venice if you tried...you always end up back at the gran canal. we visited san marco square, visited the basilica, ate pizza, then explored some more. there were gondolas everywhere once the rained stopped, but at 80 euro a pop, we had to pass. we did have one man yell at us "hey spice girls, want a gondola ride??" interesting....because of the whole wake up early, one hour boat ride thing that we had to do all over again the next day, we at an early dinner (pasta, of course) and called it a night early. the next day, we woke up at 3:45 am (horrifying), hopped on the boat, took a bus to the airport and got on our 8 am flight to rome.
ROME
immediately after getting off the plane friday morning, we took a bus to the central termini station, walked 10 minutes to our hostel, dropped off our stuff and booked it to the vatican. there we met up with our friend adrienne who made the rest of the trip with us. basically everything we did in rome i've done before, but it was a lot nicer to do it 10 years later as an adult. i think i appreciated things a lot more. the vatican was of course, gorgeous, as was the sistene chapel. although, i do remember it being a great deal larger last time. probably because i was a wee 12 year old. we then went immediately to st. peter's basilica, rubbed the statues foot, explored the surroundings of the vatican a little more, and then stopped in a cafe for more pizza and gelato. by now we were in contact with two other students from our program that were staying in our hostel and decided after a quick walk to the river, we'd meet them at the hostel and check out the spanish steps. the river proved to be a little complicated...we got slightly lost on the grounds of a castle nearby, and it took us roughly twenty minutes to find our way across its moat. but then we jumped on a bus and were back at the hostel in no time. there we met up with katy and peter. after catching up quickly, we headed off to the spanish steps. peter stayed behind because he was still finishing a paper due that day (whoops!). we took the metro to the center of the city, saw/climbed the steps and even made our way to the trevi fountain and had more gelato. we found a cute little restaurant for dinner, ate more pizza, took our leftovers to stash in the hostel, and then relaxed in the hostel drinking wine and watching a movie. we all were a little too beat to brave the roman bars that night
saturday, kate, adrienne and i got up early to see the colosseum, roman forum, and....all of those other ruins in the same area. this time i actually made it into the colosseum (for a mere 12 euro). the weather was absolutely gorgeous. we totally lucked out. after exploring the ruins for a couple of hours, we met back up with katy and peter for lunch (more pizza) and then basically wandered around for a good 3 or 4 hours. we saw the pantheon, the piazza del popolo, the eternal flames at altare della patria, ducked into a church that was having mass, drank cappuccino, shopped...you name it. i'm still amazed by all we were able to squeeze in two days. we basically saw all of rome. hungry and needing rest, we went back to the hostel to eat our pizza. unfortunately, some unfriendly vultures had eaten it. poopfaces. i'm still angry, it was such good pizza! we made do with what the vultures left, had a couple of drinks and headed out to a bar. before getting there, we stopped at the trevi fountain one more time to throw coins in (and ensure our return to rome), and ate even more gelato. we were planning on walking to campo di fiori, where the best bars are apparently, but we got lazy and stopped in at 'trinity college,' another recommended bar that was closer. it was alright, besides the astronomical 6 euro we payed for our beers...we then walked allllll the way back to our hostel (at least an hour i think!) and got in a few hours sleep before our plane to prague the next morning.
PRAGUE
bright and early sunday morning, we left katy and peter in rome and headed off to prague with one stop in milan. at this point, we started to get a wee bit tired. i've never slept so much on planes...usually it's impossible for me, but in this state of exhaustion, it was easy. we arrived in prague in the early evening, and took a cab from the airport to the hostel. this was easily the nicest hostel we stayed in. it was more like an apartment that let out rooms. huge kitchen, huge room, huge bathroom, and free internet. beautiful. that night, we walked around wenceslas square a little bit, and realized how impossible it is to make anything out of any czech word. italian is close to spanish, but czech is impossible to read or pronounce. we made up our own little words for what we thought street names sounded like...elaborate czech street names became "pacman," "jambalaya," and my personal favorite, "slap cat." after wandering a bit, we arrived at the beer factory, a bar/restaurant with 15 tables, all equipped with their own tap. the food was decent, albeit nothing like italy, but we poured our own beer, which was fun. the music was loud, and about 30 minutes after being there, two very large groups of young tourists piled in and started dancing. it was great people watching to say the least. we turned in early again so we could get up the next day and cram all of our sightseeing in.
monday. the birthday. started off with a bang and BOHEMIA BAGEL. my first bagel in months, and it was bohemian. i was happy as a clam. we then visited st. nicholas' church (old) and the prague castle (even older). we then made it to old town square for some good old fashioned czech wieners. (bratwurst). we also tried some hot wine, and it was GOOD. i now have a bohemian contribution of my own for uncle ed's christmas dinner. should go good with the kolaches. there was some easter fair going on as well, so we enjoyed that. there was a stage with children singing...a little creepy because it was in czech, but cute still. we then made it back to the hostel, got pretty and went out for a nice birthday dinner. food in prague is pretty cheap if you know where to go....we found a very nice place called 'cafe savoy,' each had basically a three course dinner with drinks, and i think it came out to roughly 10 euro a person. nice. except in czech crowns. (most confusing currency ever). i had a 'traditional czech meal' of ham, horseradish, mustard and gherkins. i enjoyed. i looooove me some horseradish. adrienne had a friend she wanted to see, so she and kate went out, and i got some beauty sleep. i need it in my old age now.
AMSTERDAM
ah, the last city. we got up early, again, and took a cab to the airport. we had a loooong day ahead of us with a 6 hour layover in london gatwick. we pondered venturing out into the city, but london has weird passport control issues, so we figured when all was said and done, we'd have roughly an hour at most to explore. not worth it. so we sat in the airport...read...ate....i purchased myself a birthday present (new bag, very happy about it). and finally we were on the plane to amsterdam. we got there around 7 pm, took a train into the city and walked to the hostel. this city is by far the most different city i've ever been to. if you've seen it, you know what i'm talking about. bikes have their own traffic lanes, you can walk down the red-light district and pick out a prostitute, and coffee shops are NOT a place to buy coffee. it was pretty rainy the next day, but luckily most of our activities (van gogh museum, heineken experience) were all indoors. both were quite expensive to get into, but at least we all got a little tipsy from the 'free' beer that we got in the heineken experience. my other favorite moment had to be when we were walking through the red light district, which was conveniently around the corner from our hostel, and one of the ladies standing on the street sprayed us with a water gun. the women of the night even have senses of humor! after a day of major sensory overload, we headed back to our hostel and enjoyed the xbox in our room. (seriously, all rooms had an xbox. and games. nice).
the next morning, we dragged our tired bodies back onto the train, and onto our last flight. we were all pretty happy to be going home...even if it involved a flight with VERY annoying toddlers with sticky apple eating fingers and seat kicking feet. kate and i came home, were warmly greeted by loli and dos besos, ate lunch, and passed out for 5 hours. and don't worry your pretty little head. the pictures are coming next.